He’s sucking on me, and while it’s aggressive, it’s still gentle, and I moan at the feeling. His tongue is everywhere, and suddenly so are his hands. Running up my thighs, pushing them wider apart, and then a finger slips inside me and he hums against my sensitive skin.
“Jumping Jesus,” I squeak when I feel him push another inside me.
Suddenly, he takes his mouth away, and I make a sound that’s a cross between a moan and a whine.
“Did I do something wrong?”
I look down and his eyes look almost all black. I shake my head emphatically. “No, no, no, no. It was exactly right. Please don’t stop.”
“You are mine, Lola. You say my name.”
Before I can ask him what he means, his hot mouth and tongue are back on me again and my eyes are rolling to the back of my head. I start to yell out something unintelligible, and then I realize what he meant. I love that he wants his name to leave my lips, so I say his name as I reach down and run my fingers through his hair.
“Yes, Bleu. Just like that.”
He growls against me, and I feel the fingers inside me, stretching and rubbing until he finds my sweet spot. I can hear how wet I get when he rubs it, so he must know it, too. Feeling my cheeks burn with heat, I try not to think about what he’s doing. Instead, I think about how vigorous he is about giving me pleasure and how he seems to love being down there. He can’t seem to get enough of me.
I close my eyes and arch my back, trying to raise my pussy up and take the orgasm that is so close. One of his big hands splays across my stomach, and he holds me down with his strength. The sheer power in that touch has me shivering with more desire than I thought possible. Being held down by him as he laps at my clit drives me wild.
My legs start to shake, and then they tense as the single greatest orgasm of my life rockets through me. I scream into the cabin, but the wooden walls absorb my cry. I say his name over and over as I give in to the pleasure he’s giving me, falling deeper for this man.
After a few moments, I feel the smile on my face grow as he gives me little kisses. I’m back on earth, and all my senses are coming back. I hear a strange sound and open my eyes. I look around the room, but after a second I realize what I’m hearing.
Looking down at where Bleu is kneeling at the end of the bed, I see his arm and shoulder working fast. I can’t see down between his legs, but from the sounds of it, I know exactly what he’s doing.
He’s got his eyes closed, and his face is still between my legs, inhaling my scent and taking little licks every now and then. As if he’s tasting me while he jerks off. The sight is too fucking hot, and I shouldn’t be turned on all over again watching him.
But there this giant man kneels, at my feet, jerking off his cock to the taste and smell of my pussy. Who wouldn’t want this? Who wouldn’t be turned on by this kind of power? That I drove him to such need.
I open my legs wider and pull my feet up on the bed to give him every inch of me. His eyes fly open and he growls, as if I might try to go somewhere. Our eyes stay locked as I watch his arm speed up, and I can’t stand it anymore. I need to see what he’s doing. His eyes are a bright gold color, and then turn a little black. It should be scary, but it’s only drawing me in. It’s only turning me on even more.
“Let me watch, Bleu,” I whisper. I should be shy about asking for it, but I’m ready to cum again from this sneaky act, and I don’t care.
He slides two fingers up to my pussy and slips them inside me again. There’s no pinch of pain this time, so he must have worked me over pretty good when he was eating me out before.
Keeping his fingers in me, he works them in and out as he leans back a little so I can see down to his lap.
I audibly gasp as I see his long, thick cock disappear into his fist and then peek out of the top. He grips it roughly at the same pace he penetrates me with his fingers. It’s almost like he’s actually having sex with me at the same time he jerks off.
It’s so dirty and feels so wrong, but I can’t stop my hips from moving with his fingers. I push down on them when he presses inside me, and I act as if I’m having sex with his hand. I ride his fingers as if they’re the big cock in front of me, and I moan when I see pearls of cum leak out of the tip.
He leans in every so often to rub his face between my legs. He doesn’t lick me or try to suck my clit, he just rubs it on him. It’s as if he’s trying to get my scent on him as he pleasures himself. The sight is the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen, and I can’t hold back much longer.
Reaching down, I rub my clit as he jerks off. His big body, the dark hair covering his chest, leading down to his cock, is so strong and sexy. Seeing his dick, I lick my lips and think about taking him into my mouth or into my body. I clench around his fingers, and he must feel it because he growls the second I do it.
His gold and black eyes bore into me as I rub my clit and get myself off. Having his eyes on me as I watch him jerk off is all it takes to send me over into another powerful orgasm. Although I want to close my eyes and fall back on the bed, I keep myself upright. I want to watch the second he goes off, and I don’t want to miss any of it.
I’m rewarded for my effort not a moment after I loudly shout my pleasure. And somewhere in the back of my mind, I’m thankful that we’re in a remote cabin.
My eyes don’t move from the tip of his cock as he slips his fingers from my channel and brings them to his mouth. He moves over me and cum jets out onto his stomach as he sucks my pussy juice off his digits and orgasms all over himself.